Little White Lies (One Direction)

I have some friends, Harry, Niall, Louis, Liam and Zayn. That's right, One Direction. When Tasha discovers Larry Stylinson's real, She creates a Larry website with all the proof but, when she falls inlove with Harry, does she stop all this? Or, does everything fall apart with the knowlage that she's been spying on them.... Find out in Little White Lies.

10. Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

"Ha-Harry I-"

"It's okay!" He chuckled. He walked through the doorway and layed on my bed as if it was his own. "... Tasha do you like me?"

"I-I don't know.." I bit my lip.

"It's okay if you don't wanna say it I mean, I know it's hard to admit if you love someone or not because, you're scared their not gonna like you back." Harry spoke. And I gotta say, this boy knows what he's talking about!

"Harry Foster." Is all I said as I sat on my pillow. Harry sat up next to me.

"What?" He had a confused look on his face.

"Harry Foster broke my heart." I began. "I had a massive crush on him. He just constantly ignored me and eventually turned round to me and said I don't love you I hate you." I started to sniffle before I realized I was crying. "The next day my friend, who was ment to be helping me get Foster to like me, texted me saying 'I know you'll hate me but I'm going out with Harry soz'... He took my heart and smashed it on the floor... That's why I'm afraid to fall."

We were in silence as Harry held me in his arms as I cried into his chest. This is what I like. Someone I feel okay with talking to. Someone to hold me while I break down in tears.

"Oh, Baby..." Harry trailed off. "Right, now listen to me, you can't spend your life moping over him! You need to move on! And even if that means waiting three years until you're legally aloud to date me, then so be it! You will have a happy ending... I promise."

"Thank you, Harry." I smiled.

I almost forgot about Larry Stylinson. Almost. We layed down in my bed. Harry let me lay ontop of him while we slept. I listened to his heart beat through his chest as he ran his fingers through my hair. He mumbled song lyrics into my ear as I dozed off, playing with Harry's curls.

***Harry's POV***

After Tasha spoke about that Foster kid, I really felt for her. And I felt guilty for playing with her like this. But I had to. That voice in my head again.

I'm sorry, Tasha. You don't deserve this. I'm sorry I have to do this. You will get your happily ever after, just not with me.